"You're gonna cry and baby that's alright."
Kierra - a variant of the Irish name Kiara meaning "dark"
Diablo - Devil
Kierra Diablo has a lot to hide. But one day, she found the person that was going to break her shell and help her find who she is.
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Kierra's POV I wake up wrapped in warm, muscular, tattooed arms. Colson Baker's arms.
My head is on his chest and I realize that he's shirtless. The only thing that he's wearing are his shorts.
I can hear his steady breaths so I can tell that he's still asleep. I don't want to get up and wake him so I lay there and trace the tattoos on his chest, stomach, and abs.
A few minutes later, I stop and just lay there in his arms.
"Mmmmmmhhhhh." He groans. "Don't stop." He says. His eyes are still closed.
I start tracing his tattoos again but then I spot his xxx tattoo.
If you don't know where that is:
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
I smirk and trace the x's. As soon as I start to trace the first x, I hear him breath in like he wasn't expecting I would go there.
I slowly trace every single x when he flips us so then I'm holding him in my arms instead of him holding me.
I'm wearing baggy grey sweatpants and his oversized hoodie.
I have a few tattoos. I have one on the side of my stomach of a Red Spider Lily, which means death. I also have one on my wrist of a butterfly. It's to represent self harm. It's a long story. I finally have one on my hip of Mgk's xx symbol. None of my tattoos are colored.
"Do you have any tattoos?" Colson asks. His morning voice is so hot.
"Yeah. I have 3." I say.
"Where at? I want to trace them." He says.
"The left side of my stomach, my right wrist, and the low left side of my hip." I say.
Colson rolls up the left side of my shirt up a little to see the Spider Lily. He slowly traces it with his fingers.
Then, he looks at my wrist and traces the butterfly. "Why'd you get this one?" He asks.
"Long story. For another time." I say.
My sweatpants are laying low on my hips so you and see about half of my xx tattoo.
Colson finishes tracing my wrist and moves over to my hip.
He pushes down the sweatpants a little more and I get butterflies. He smirks when he sees the tattoo.
"This one's nice." He says. He slowly traces the x's with his finger.
I breath in, the tracing feels calming but my heart is racing. It feels so good.
Colson then lays his head on my chest. "Wow." He says.
"Wow what?" I ask.
"Did we get this close in one night?" He asks.
I smile a little. "Listening to your music, I've always felt close to you."
"Do we have a lot in common?" He asks.
"I think so." I say.
"That's probably not good. My life sucked ass before." He says.
I sigh. "Same." A silence occurs. "I should go get a shower but you can wait in here or in the living room if you want. I don't really care. If you really want to, you could leave." I say.
"Do you want me to leave?" He asks.
"No." I say. "I'll be out in like an hour. Just a warning, I take long showers and blast your music the whole time depending on my mood."
"Ok cool. I'll be in the kitchen or something." He says. He walks out of the bedroom.
